Once upon a time there was a little boy named Mike. At a young age, he discovered that he had the ability to do things that other kids couldn't do. Get away with murder. There weren't any actual murders to get away with, but never say never. There's still that little stuttering bastard in New York I want to get my hands on. Anyway, back to the ( Read more... )

I don't believe in that yellow brick road shat of everything being this happy ending of Scarecrow, Lion, Tinman and Dorothy skipping off together. Life's never that simple. You don't hit the stop button on the remote and life is perfect again. Exceptions can be made. Like this one. Check it out. I haven't slept with anyone else since Liu and I ( Read more... )

I was tossed into the mix in must_be_pop. When you think back on the exact moment that you got that feeling of impending doom- that was it. Is this my cue to talk shit about people that I don't know, lie, cheat, steal and fuck both friend and foe? It's always important to fit in. Be one of the gang. The next time you see me- I'll be palling around with Eminem ( Read more... )

Faust was on the other night and it's not as kickin' as the graphic novel. Dude sells his soul to avenge the murder of his woman. I sold my soul to the devil once. The only thing is that it was for a blowjob and it was this dame I was bagging on a regular basis. Same deal. We all have a price tag on our balls. You don't have to sell yourself to ( Read more... )

Patton's back with another installment in fun things to do with spray cheeze and wax paper. We find the purveyor of truth, justice and carnal sins in a cheap L.A. hotel room with a blonde from some bar that I got lost in. He spreads out the wax paper. He covers it with the artificial cheese product. Blonde rolls around in it. He licks it off of her ( Read more... )

I was checking out random journals, link surfing and being a nosey fuckwad- nothing new there- and I figured something out. There are some stupid mutha fuckas around these here parts, buckaroos. What's with all this asterisk shit ( Read more... )

What's wrong with kids today? They stopped shooting each other over jock rot and are all hopped up on cold medicine now. You don't even have the flu, you little cocksuckers. If anyone tries to push their damn Advil Cold & Sinus on me, I'll tell you what I'm going to do: I'm going to blow smoke in their face and steal their Huffy. Do kids even ride ( Read more... )